Chapter 646: The Evil Girl Comes to Make Trouble 8
"I don't allow you to say such things!" Xiaoxiao rushed up, covered Han Murphy's mouth and said, "I don't allow you to say death, I don't allow you to die, if you die, I will die with you."
Han Feifei grabbed her hand, removed it from her mouth, and held it in his palm: "Since you love me so much, why did you leave me?"
"I left you just because I love you. I don't want to hurt you anymore. I don't want to see you get hurt for me anymore! Do you understand clearly that love is not hurt or torture, but being together happily! ...
..." Before Xiaoxiao could finish her words, tears started falling down.
"Fool!" Han Murphy looked at her affectionately: "How do you know I'm unhappy? How do you know I'm hurt when I'm with you?"
"This..." Xiaoxiao looked at the blood stains on Han Murphy's sleeve and said, "Isn't this called an injury?"
Hearing this, Han Feifei gave a wry smile, opened his arms and hugged her, saying: "Little fool. No one in the world can stop children from wrestling and being naughty, and no one can guarantee that their lover will not be injured in his life. Love inherently involves giving and
How can getting it be a good thing?"
Throwing herself into Han Murphy's arms, Xiaoxiao could never find the courage to leave him. She clutched his clothes with both hands and started sobbing. Han Murphy held her quietly, waiting patiently for her to cry enough.
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The train slowly entered the platform, and the few passengers around hurriedly boarded the train. At this moment, she remembered that Han Murphy had a cracked wound on his arm. She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Murphy, you have to go to the hospital immediately to get bandaged again.
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Han Feifei reached out and pinched her nose and said: "You can ask me to go to the hospital if you want, but you have to stay with me all the time. Otherwise, I refuse treatment, refuse to take medicine, and would rather die of excessive blood loss."
"Why are you such a scoundrel!" Xiaoxiao stared at Han Murphy with wide eyes, ready to punch him a few times. Thinking that he was still sick, the fist suddenly lost its force and fell softly on his chest like an embroidered pillow.
But that's it, Han Murphy still squatted down holding his chest, shaking all over in pain.
"I didn't mean it." Xiaoxiao hurriedly knelt down, hugged Han Murphy and said, "I will never hit you again, and I will never hit you again."
Han Murphy said nothing and buried his head in his knees, looking very painful.
"Murphy!" Xiaoxiao said anxiously, holding Han Murphy's shoulder...